Never.
I wish I could erase the imagery of how I saw you the night you left us.
But the one thing I would not want to forget from that night is how I felt the little warmth, the little spark of life you had left.
Amidst panic and screams, I made sure that I got to hug you for one last time. I made sure that I got to whisper a soft and heartfelt "good night" and "I love you". I don't know if you still heard those words, since they say that the last sense to go is that of sound.
Now, your ashes are inside a beautiful mahogany box and your soul is wandering and dancing in heaven.
Never stop watching over us. Please.
Happy 9th day, Papa. We will never stop missing and loving you.
But the one thing I would not want to forget from that night is how I felt the little warmth, the little spark of life you had left.
Amidst panic and screams, I made sure that I got to hug you for one last time. I made sure that I got to whisper a soft and heartfelt "good night" and "I love you". I don't know if you still heard those words, since they say that the last sense to go is that of sound.
Now, your ashes are inside a beautiful mahogany box and your soul is wandering and dancing in heaven.
Never stop watching over us. Please.
Happy 9th day, Papa. We will never stop missing and loving you.